Page 34 of Condor’s Vow

“Clay, please.” Her words sounded muffled, her breathing sounding as if she’d run a marathon as he drove her toward the peak. He added a second finger, curling them as he pumped in and out of her, his thumb continuing its onslaught on her clit as she got wetter and he could smell her desire for him.

It was heady, and he couldn’t wait to taste her.

“Let go, gorgeous. I’ll catch you.”

His words were like a detonator, and she clamped down on his hand with her pussy and thighs, her fingers digging into his scalp as he pulled a nipple between his lips, and she came hard.

“Oh fuck, oh God.”

Her words were almost incoherent and breathless as her orgasm washed over her until she was boneless beneath him. He released her nipple with a pop and lifted his head to see her looking at him with hooded eyes.

“Fucking gorgeous.”

Clay moved down her body, worshipping every inch of her with his mouth and hands until he was lying between her legs. The silky shorts she wore were drenched with her desire for him, and he loved that she wanted him as badly as he wanted her. Hooking his fingers in the elastic at her hips, he pulled them down her legs as she lifted up to help him.

Her pussy was bare, and he’d be lying if he said it didn’t turn him the fuck on seeing every inch of her glistening for him. He blew on her mound, and she arched her back, trying to get closer, her arms thrown above her head like a goddess.

Spreading her folds apart with his thumbs, he licked her, loving the taste of her on his tongue. Her body jolted as he gently sucked on her clit, and he laid a palm on her lower belly.

“Easy, gorgeous.”

He continued his ministrations on her pussy until she was writhing beneath him, her legs flaying, her breath heaving as she groaned his name. It was heady, and his dick felt like it would explode if he didn’t hurry this up, but Clay wanted to savor this moment—their first time together—they’d never get another.

Knowing she was on the edge of another climax, he worked two fingers inside her and felt her muscles clamp down on the digits like a vice. God, she’d feel amazing on his dick.

Clay massaged her G-spot and like a switch was flipped, she came, her legs shaking, body arching, her hands in his hair pulling until he was sure he’d be bald and he’d never felt anything better or seen anything more erotic than her come from his tongue and fingers.

Hattie lifted her head, and he withdrew his fingers, sliding them into his mouth and licking her flavor off them. Hattie’s eyes dilated even further as he stood and shed his pajama pants and moved to the side of the bed to grab a condom from the drawer. Her hand on his cock as he stood made him throw his head back and groan, it felt like heaven. He dipped his head to watch her for a second but pulled away when she moved toward him with her mouth.

“Not this time, Hattie. If I let you take me in your mouth, this will be over, and I won’t end tonight inside this gorgeous body.”

Her little pout of displeasure dissipated at his words. Rolling the condom down his length, he stroked his cock, squeezing the base as she looked at him with desire and hoped he lasted long enough to get her off again.

“You’re like a dream man or something. Built all over and oozing sex appeal.”

Clay chuckled. “It’s all you, Hattie. You make me this way, and for the record, eating you just became my favorite thing to do, ever.”

Clay got on his knees between her legs and pushed at her knees to give him more space, watching her relax onto the bed like a siren for his pleasure. Holding his cock, he swiped the head through her wet heat before locking eyes with her one last time to make sure she wanted this.

“Fuck me, Clay.”

“Jesus Christ, woman.”

Her words were such a turn on as he pushed inside her slowly, easing back a few times until he was fully inside. Clay stopped for a moment to let her adjust and to give him a minute to get his body back under some semblance of control.

“You good?”

“Perfect.”

He grinned at the way she almost purred the word and began to move, sliding in and out of her tight sheath, loving the way she gripped his cock, how he could feel her wet desire for him on his balls. Dipping his head, he took her mouth in a frenzied kiss, her legs wrapping around him and hooking at the back, holding him close as he fucked her hard and slow before picking up the pace when he felt her start to tighten and flex around him.

Moving his hand between their bodies, he stroked her clit, and she came hard, squeezing him so tight he couldn’t hold back and he came harder than he ever had in his life. His vision turning black as intense pleasure swept through him.

When he was done, he realized he’d sagged over her, and she was stroking his back with gentle fingers, causing a ripple of pleasure to shoot through him.

He rolled to his back, taking her with him and holding her close, knowing he never wanted to let her go.

Within minutes he felt her body go slack against him, her slight weight sinking into him in a way he always wanted to feel.